The Lilies of the Field.

I was walking home this evening very deep in thought. I was feeling anxious (still am) about my future, and whether or not I am doing well in my life. I picked some Pomegranates, and continued to walk. I came across this tree that I’ve walked past many times, but never took the time to look at it extensively. I thought it was an Oleander bush, but it wasn’t. I smelt the blossoms and touched their petals. This is one of the prettiest bushes (second to the Crape Myrtle) I’ve seen in Tempe, Arizona. As I was taking in the beauty of this magnificent bush, I noticed a bee flying around visiting the lower blossoms. We all know by now, that I absolutely adore bees. I found myself saying out loud to the Universe, “please make this bee come up higher to some of these blossoms.” With that, I waited and waited, saw a beautiful butterfly, and then this little bee. I was so happy to see this bee diving for nectar, I started to choke up a bit. I’m still emotional over seeing this bee do what bees do. I genuinely enjoy moments like this. Being with Mother Nature and her creatures are truly spiritual moments for me. I am so happy to be sharing my happiness with you in the form of a picture or more. Today, I understand what Christ and so many other teachers before him, meant when they said to live in the present moment. It was in the present moment, that I learned something about myself and am now openly confessing to it. I am a sensitive being. And I am going to love and accept that about myself in the here and now.  I’m also reminded that it is living in the present moment that we are able to find true joy, peace, and happiness. Being in the present moment is all that matters, because everything else is a distraction and an illusion. It was being in the present moment that I remembered, everything is going to be all right in the end. The past is gone and the future has yet to arrive, so why worry and be anxious. The lilies of the field and the sparrows never do. It is because they know they will always be taken care of, and so will I.

Love Always,

Inanna Roxanna Arnett

Drawing Again

I would have to say, this is one of my best drawings in a very long time. I used to be really good at drawing. Sometime’s it’s hard for me to allow myself to do the things I love. I love anything arts related. Dane, Music, Singing, Drawing, and of course, Photography. This is the backside of my favorite Disney character, Ariel. When I was little, I would play in the bathtub pretending to be a mermaid. My favorite scene was right after Price Eric woke up on the shore. She was singing the song, “Part of Your World.” Man!!! I loved that scene so much, I started to act that scene out every time I was in the bathtub or water. To be a child and carefree again. Memories. Memories. Some of those childhood days were good. Rare were those good childhood days. Hmm…, yep. Enjoy the drawing. I sure did enjoy drawing it.

Love Always,

Inanna Roxanna Arnett

Picture belongs to me, Inanna Roxanna Arnett.

Copyright October 4, 2017

Among the Braves

Little White Swan loves her Running Wolf. He is the finest among the braves. Beautiful in more ways than one. His eyes shine like stars against the midnight sky, inviting her to gaze longer.

Little White Swan loves her Running Wolf. He is the finest among the braves. Beautiful in more ways than one. His smile reaches from clan to clan. He is kind, spiritual, and glows like fire, inviting her to warm herself.

Little White Swan loves her Running Wolf. He is the finest among the braves. Beautiful in more ways than one. His skin is smooth and rich like chocolate, tempting her to caress and see if he will melt in her hands.

Little White Swan loves her Running Wolf. He is the finest among the braves. Beautiful in more ways than one. His laugh is happy and joyful like a song beating upon the tribal drum of his heart. He resonates through the woodlands, beckoning her to come dance along.

Little White Swan loves her Running Wolf. He is the finest among the braves. Beautiful in more ways than one. His lips are ripe and desirable like cherries hanging on a tree ready for picking, inviting her to come kiss, and have a taste.

Little White Swan loves her Running Wolf. He is the finest among the braves. Beautiful in more ways than one. He is strong and masculine, with the body of an Alpha warrior ready for battle, inviting her to surrender herself freely into his arms.

Little White Swan loves her Running Wolf. He is the finest among the braves. Beautiful in more ways than one.

Inanna Roxanna Arnett

Copyright October 14, 2017

Where Did My Childhood Go?

Where did my childhood go? The one from long ago. She lipped away before I was born. The world I came into had already been torn, ripped apart with festering wounds of the past.

Where did my childhood go? The one from long ago. Along with her simplicity. She was sweet, full of life, and faultless. Her innocence was stolen before she could claim herself.

Where did my childhood go? The one from long ago. Along with her carefree days. They were gone too soon. She cannot recall days of happiness. They are blurred, only memories of pain and sorrow remain.

Where did my childhood go? The one from long ago. She is hidden deep. Like a ghost within, she is barred, trapped, and unable to leave. She screams wanting to be set free.

Where did my childhood go? The one from long ago. She surfaces occasionally, bringing with her a sadness that is raw; ethereal. I hear her, weeping over her crushed spirit, over the scars embedded on her broken heart.

Where did my childhood go. The one from long ago. She slipped away before she was born. I wish to hold her hand, cradle her in my arms, and wipe her falling tears. I miss her, though I don’t remember her. I miss her and long for her presence. If you see her, tell her I miss her and love her.

Where did my childhood go? The one from long ago.

Inanna Roxanna Arnett

Copyright October 14, 2017.

Photograph belongs to me. Photograph taken on the corner of University Drive and Mill Ave in Tempe, Arizona.

Inanna Roxanna Photography.